The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

As a doctor, what I worry about most is my patients.

Even when Si Ru encountered the robbers, she was thinking about what would happen to His Majesty's illness in the future if she died?

Si Ru was silent for a moment, then said to Si Yan, "Sister, I want to rush back to the palace as soon as possible. If something happens to His Majesty, I'm afraid the palace doctors won't be able to handle it..."

"Is everything alright here, Master Bo?"

Si Ru nodded: "Mr. Bo has a good physical foundation and will recover easily, but he still needs acupuncture and nursing. Brother can give Mr. Bo acupuncture in the next few days. As long as you follow my method, Mr. Bo will no longer have headaches within five days.

"Then, I will prescribe a prescription for recuperation. As long as Mr. Bo follows the prescription, he will recover soon."

"That's fine." Si Yan also realized that Si Ru was really worried about Qi Ziyu.

It was Si Ru's worry that made Si Yan realize that Qi Ziyu's physical condition was indeed worrying.

Although Qi Ziyu looked in good spirits, his body could not withstand the day-to-day hard work.

There is probably no one in this world who works harder than an emperor who wholeheartedly wants to revitalize the country.

"There's nothing wrong with me here."

Yunqiao has already written down the steps of Si Ru's acupuncture and can give acupuncture to Boya.

Si Ru paused for a moment and continued, "However, my mother once said that doctors can only cure illnesses. If Mr. Bo has a demon in his heart, it cannot be cured by medicine."

Everyone fell silent, and no one spoke.

Everyone knows that Mr. Bo’s inner demon is Bo Yuan.

Si Ru said nothing more, wrote a prescription, talked with her senior brother Yun Qiao, left the formula for the antidote for wolfsbane arrows, and left the Bo family and rushed back to the palace.

Si Yan asked Yun Li to personally lead people and follow Yang Ke to escort Si Ru back.

Si Yan watched Si Ru leave and couldn't help but ask Boya beside him: "Do you know how A Ru and I met?"

Boya paused and said, "I heard vaguely that it was Ayan and King Yan who rescued a dozen children who were attacked by wolves deep in Vulture Mountain. Miss Si Ru was one of them."

"That's right." Si Yan nodded, "There are twelve of them in total, eight of them are now in the special training camp, and the other three are still young and are all in the Si family.

"Aru's interest is not in martial arts, but in studying medicine. She is the daughter of Yunxun, the younger sister of the genius doctor Yunya, and a survivor of the massacre at Beiyan Pass.

"Boya, the twelve of them are actually the survivors of the massacre at Beiyan Pass. As the eldest brother, A Ce led them in wandering for four years.

"When they first started wandering, the youngest child among them was only two years old. They held each other hostage along the way, yet they managed to survive..."

Si Yan stopped talking here.

Boya already understood what Si Yan meant: "Ayan, don't worry, I will be fine."

"Boya, I know you are strong enough, and I know you can defeat your inner demons, but I am still worried that you don't know how powerful you are..."

"Ayan..."

It was the first time that Boya heard someone use the word "powerful" to describe him.

"When a person becomes as strong as a fortress of iron and steel, impenetrable, then no inner demons will exist in this world."

"Ayan is the most powerful person I have ever met." Boya looked at the woman in front of him and said sincerely.

He had never seen a person who could kill more than fifty masters in such a dark secret room.

Many of them were trained by Bo Yuan himself, and their strength was terrifyingly powerful.

Si Yan smiled slightly: "But do you know that I was thrown onto a deserted island for training when I was five years old?"

"..." A hint of doubt appeared in Boya's eyes. Would Lord Situ be so cruel?

Si Yan spoke slowly, "I had to learn to survive in a harsh environment since I was young. When I was very young, my relatives often threw me into swamps, forests, even rivers with crocodiles, and those wildernesses where I didn't know where, without any food or water.

“I had to learn to survive independently and fight wild beasts. No one would care about me no matter how hungry I was, unless I was dying after a few days and nights.

"You may not be able to imagine, but when I was thirsty, I drank rainwater and muddy water. When I was hungry, I even ate insects... I was poisoned more than a dozen times in the wild and suffered countless injuries..."

"Afterwards, things weren't so simple anymore. I had to kill enemies twice my size, walk thousands of miles through the desert, trek through the snow and ice, and navigate through hail of gunfire..."

There was silence all around, and Si Yan's voice floated gently in the autumn wind.

She was so indifferent and calm, as if she was not talking about herself.

"That's gone too far." Si Yan came back to his senses and looked at the man in front of him with a smile.

"Boya, my story is very long. It cannot be told in a short time, nor can it be completed in one piece of music."

Boya was suddenly stunned.

He had long known that Ah Yan's strength was not without reason, but he never knew that Ah Yan had experienced so much.

He didn't understand some of what Ayan said, but he could feel that Ayan had endured too much.

She is like a mountain, calm and reliable, but never showing her vulnerability.

"Even King Yan hasn't heard my story. I wonder if he'll get jealous later."

A smile appeared on Si Yan's face, a smile that only belonged to powerful people.

The clouds are light and the breeze is gentle, as if everything is just like this.

Boya's lips moved, but he couldn't smile.

He didn't know whether King Yan would be jealous, but he knew that for him, A Yan tore open the wounds in her heart and showed them to him with blood.

He believed that people like Ayan would never easily talk about their past to others.

Si Yan brought the topic back: "You have a demon in your heart, which means you are still kind enough in your heart.

“You don’t have inner demons because of your experiences, but because of the contradictions in your heart.

"On the one hand, Boyuan is the enemy who killed your parents, but on the other hand, he has indeed cared for you for more than twenty years. Are you struggling with whether you should have killed him in the end?"

Boya opened his lips, and A Yan seemed to see into his heart at a glance.

"Ayan, maybe I was still young back then, so I don't really have much of an impression of my deceased parents. But Boyuan... from childhood to adulthood, he cared for me meticulously. He was like a father, accompanying me as I grew up. His shadow still lingers in me now, and his presence is reflected in every move I make."

"That's why I say you suffer because of your own kindness."

"No, Ah Yan, I'm not kind at all." Boya shook his head. "I'm not what you think. My hands are already stained with blood. I've killed countless people. I'm not a gentle and elegant gentleman at all."

"So what? You are Boya, the one and only Boya in the world."